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Survivor

That's one snazzy chest.

I admittedly have a penchant for tempting fate.

Loathsome.

Ugh!

Cooked Gummy Slug

Simple creatures. They exist only to sleep and feed.

A fine pelt.

In death, this creature will serve me!

I don't remember those...

This will keep me standing, if I need to fight.

That's revolting.

There must be a better way.

They don't fit back together.

What!? What do you want?

You want some food?

He's so hungry!

This is barely a mouthful.

My teeth are getting too old for this.

It looks like it could fall apart at any time.

Finally we're catching up to the Iron Age.

A cruel yet elegant beastie.

It's a rather weak broth.

Snake Bone Soup

It's met its end.

Used up, for now.

These have taken over the island.

Perhaps I could turn a profit with this.

The texture is delectable.

Quite dashing, actually.

For ease of travel.

An amphibian after my own heart.

Oh, I like the look of this.

A fiery little beastie.

Perhaps I'll give that one a wide berth.

Everything dies, it seems.

I have no quarrel with you. Yet.

Good. I hope it stays asleep.

That's strange. They must be new.

It smells like wet dog.

Ornery and tough as nails.

It's a spear. Yup.

This projectile flinger may come in handy.

I've made sure it packs an extra wallop.

Poison Speargun

This projectile flinger may come in handy.

I've made sure it packs a fiery wallop.

I've made sure it packs an extra wallop.

I can appreciate a finely crafted weapon.

I do enjoy a drink.

Spicy Vegetable Stinger

Splat.

It's mostly digestive system.

Shhhh! It will wake up hungry.

They grow big here.